Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 451 Undead Dragon

From the moment the forwards entered the heart of De Beagle territory, the intermittent snowstorm not only showed no signs of stopping, but instead intensified.

The snowfields of the North are renowned worldwide for their majestic and expansive scenery, attracting countless bards each year who leave behind a few noteworthy poems. Ironically, the heart of Derby, thanks to this rare snowstorm, also boasts a spectacular snowscape.

But the wind and snow not only brought magnificent scenery, it also made the world desolate. No farmer wanted wind and snow; they even wished for spring-like weather all year round.

Such weather is even more unbearable for marching, except for the frost giants who are not afraid of the cold and the warriors of High Cliff Fortress whose physical strength has now surpassed that of ordinary people.

For ordinary vassal races like the Goat People and Rabbit People, even with the best possible cold-weather gear in High Cliff Fortress, the chill can still penetrate to the bone.

They had been marching for over half a month, and both Gus and Hogg looked haggard with bloodshot eyes.

It wasn't that the two were tired from traveling; if they were, the other warriors of Gaoyabao would probably be in even worse shape.

Even with their intense travel, which shortened the journey by nearly half, the distance between them and the frost giants not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

Although they wanted to continue accelerating to provide timely support to their leader, such actions would only cause the vassal tribes to become isolated. In this snowy weather, once isolated, the only outcome would be being frozen solid.

The two were exhausted from their anxiety and helplessness.

The contingent heading to Gonda is now divided into three parts. The Northern Army is at the very back, and because of their large numbers, they cannot speed up even if they want to. In the middle are the more than one thousand warriors of High Cliff Fortress.

And at the very front were undoubtedly the lord and the frost giant.

Once these guys start moving at full speed, even if there are towering mountains blocking their way, they can easily leap and climb over them. They move in a straight line the whole way, hardly taking any detours, and their speed is almost no less than that of the lord riding Sersney.

Of course, this is also because Sersney did not go at full speed.

Levi didn't immediately head to Gonda alone, partly because Flina was right, but also because when he opened the system panel, Mir's health bar hadn't decreased at all, indicating that the opponent was currently in a safe position and posed no immediate danger.

This is why he could comfort Tina with such confidence.

“My lord, this must be caused by the Ring of Ice and Water.” Lagras ran through the mountains and fields, catching snowflakes falling from the sky.

Having lived for so many years, it is actually more knowledgeable than the average scholar. The cold weather in the North can be explained by the limited amount of sunshine, but even in winter, it is rare for such heavy snow to fall in the heart of Debe.

Aside from magical powers, it's almost impossible to explain this strange weather.

Only a divine artifact of the Titan's Diamond level could cause such widespread cold.

Lagrass was actually starting to feel worried. He had previously thought that as the illegitimate son of the Father God, only the frost giants could use the Titan Diamonds, but he never expected that someone else could use them now.

“But what good would it do if the other side made Debe snow down all over the place?” Li Wei asked, but the answer came as soon as he said it.

If it was the undead who used the Titan's Diamond, then that makes sense.

Unreasonable weather can freeze countless people to death, providing them with an endless supply of corpses—natural reserves of the undead. Moreover, such weather is a disaster for the army, completely hindering their marching speed.

Therefore, it is clear that these spirits did not appear suddenly, but rather were the result of a long-planned scheme.

How far is it from here to Gonda?

Because of the wind and snow, Li Wei could no longer judge their location by the terrain. Now they relied entirely on Lagras to lead the way, searching for deserted wilderness along the way.

Fortunately, although Debe has a large population, its land is vast and there are still many dangerous and uninhabited places. These dangerous places are the various forests and mountains where adventurers clear monsters and goblins.

These places, teeming with magical beasts and various evil races, are extremely dangerous for ordinary people, adventurers, and even ordinary armies. But for the nine hundred frost giants, it was like stepping into an anthill.

During their journey, they encountered several rock-walled dragon lizards that were seven or eight meters tall at the shoulder. These giant beasts resembled rhinoceroses and had a giant "T"-shaped ram on their foreheads. What was even more terrifying was that they possessed dual elemental magic talents of earth and electricity.

It is undoubtedly a top-tier creature, unrivaled in its own territory, and a force to be reckoned with.

Even ordinary armies wouldn't provoke such a ruthless person.

However, when they encountered the Frost Giants, they were so frightened that they trembled like quails and were frozen solid, which the Frost Giants devoured in just a few bites.

“There are only 30,000 cubits left,” Lagras replied casually.

These guys still use this ancient unit of measurement. Fortunately, after Elder Tang Jin's tutoring, the lord barely knows these obscure facts and can do the conversion.

The cubit was a unit commonly used in the Age of Giants, usually measured by the length of a giant's arm; one cubit was a little over nine meters.

That means we are now only about 200 kilometers away from Gonda.

This distance is already very close for them.

……

Outside the door, there was no longer the chaotic footsteps and whispers of the dead, but a deathly silence, as if the whole world had abandoned this place.

The silence of a locked room is more suffocating than the footsteps of the dead.

And all of this stemmed from a figure that slowly drifted into the hall from the corridor.

Ubigail's icy mental energy swept across the chaotic hall, finally settling on the shimmering teleportation array and the two tiny living beings beside it.

A deep, hoarse voice, like the whispers of countless souls deep within a tomb, resounded directly in the depths of Mir and Peya's souls:
“Space… fluctuations… interesting… two insects…”

This aura, like solid ice water, instantly filled the entire hall, and even the air seemed to freeze into frost crystals.

Mir felt a chill from the depths of his soul seize him, as if all the strength in his limbs had been instantly drained, and his movements involuntarily stiffened.

His sprint came to an abrupt halt, and he staggered, barely managing to drop the fine gold sword in his hand.

The Lich King!
These words pierced Mil's mind like an icicle, instantly freezing the hope that had just been rekindled in him.

Facing the horde of undead warriors, he and Peiya still had a sliver of hope to buy time, but against such beings who stood at the pinnacle of necromancy, any struggle seemed futile and laughable.

The mere presence of the opponent was enough to render him unable to move.

The Lich King's empty eye sockets stared at the teleportation array in the center of the hall, which flickered with an unstable silver light. His jaw, covered with dry, sallow skin, seemed to twitch very slightly, as if mocking him silently.

It didn't even raise its hand; merely the tip of the staff, carved from a massive skeleton, where a black gem distorted with countless faces of agony, suddenly emitted a faint, almost imperceptible glow.

There were no earth-shattering sounds, no dazzling lights or shadows.

A deep, muffled hum that could stop a heartbeat rang out.

The teleportation array that Peiya had meticulously engraved on the ground, with its intricate runes drawn from star gold powder, instantly dimmed and blurred as if it had been thrown into metal with strong acid, as if it had been roughly wiped away by an invisible hand.

The spatial crystal embedded at the key node emitted a piercing cracking sound and exploded into dust.

The ripples in the space that had just begun to spread were like a frozen lake surface, instantly solidifying, shattering, and disappearing without a trace.

The core light of the entire magic array was completely extinguished in less than a pulse's time.

All that remained was a charred, complex pattern on the ground, devoid of any magical energy.

"Damn it!" Peiya clenched her metal hand tightly, her knuckles making a teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound.

Her escape route, built with precious materials and in a race against time, proved as fragile as a child's sandcastle before the legendary Lich King, easily destroyed by a single thought.

But she felt a sense of relief, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the still intact corner; there was still a chance…

Mil's heart sank to the bottom. He stared intently at the figure floating in mid-air, his hand gripping the adamantine longsword trembling violently with force, his knuckles turning white, not from fear, but from extreme anger and helplessness.

The Lich King was indifferent to the hope of destroying two insignificant beings.

Its gaze slowly swept over the plate armor on Mir's body, made of fine gold and engraved with the emblem of High Cliff Fortress, then over Peya's huge and intricate alchemical body, and finally settled on Mir.

Ubigail never expected that just because of a slight spatial fluctuation, she had come out of curiosity and actually encountered the Lord of High Cliff Fortress.

Beneath the hood, on that withered, sallow face, in the deep-set eye sockets, the eerie blue soul flame seemed to flicker extremely faintly.

A cold, lifeless voice rang out again: "You...who are...who are you to Dragon Knight Li Wei?"

As the Lich King, it possesses not only wisdom but also immense knowledge, though it seems somewhat rusty because it hasn't spoken in a long time.

Mir and Peya were both taken aback, and then their hearts sank.

The other person clearly wasn't Li Wei's friend; on the contrary, they seemed to harbor some hatred towards him.

Mir gritted his teeth, making it clear that he would rather die than yield and that no one would be able to pry a single word out of him.

And that's when things turned out.

"My lord!" Peiya suddenly knelt down and cried out, "I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child who is crying for food. Please spare my life!"

“I will answer whatever you want to ask. I am just an alchemical creation. You can’t turn me into an undead creature. To you, I am just a pile of iron and I am useless.”

Mir was shocked by Peya's cowardly appearance, and then his blood boiled and his eyes burned.

His loyalty to the Lord of High Cliff Fortress and his knightly honor made him forget about death, but Peya's shamelessness and blatant disregard for justice pained and angered him.

He never expected his senior sister to be such a shameless person.

To survive, they even fabricated a child.

The Lich King finally showed a rare hint of interest on his face, whether it was because of Li Wei or because he liked this kind of betrayal for the sake of survival.

"Ah? Lord Li Wei!" Paia suddenly looked behind the Lich King, her eyes filled with undisguised surprise and ecstasy, as if she had seen a savior descend and the goddess of light appear, mixed with a little bit of shame.

Mir followed the gaze and looked over, his hands trembling slightly.

"Hmm?" One of the Lich Kings also turned his head to look behind him with a wary expression.

As expected of the Dragon Knight Levi! It didn't even notice him getting this close... Wait, there's nothing there!!!

In that instant, the Lich King Ubigail's magical defenses shattered like glass. Realizing it had been tricked, its eyes blazed with fury: "You lowly ant..."

"Go to hell!" Peiya roared, and instantly lashed out with another gleaming gray bull hoof whip kick.

Without magical defense, Ubigail was kicked in the chest by a bull's hoof. The sound of bones cracking was crisp and pleasant. Her chest had completely collapsed, and she was sent flying backward by the immense force, smashing through Roman columns and walls, flying out of the entire Governor's Garden and out of sight.

The spirits along the way seemed to gasp in shock, staring blankly at the scene.

Mir was dumbfounded, completely unaware that the sword in his hand had fallen to the ground.

"Sister?"

"Besides being an alchemist, I am also a martial arts master with some knowledge of martial arts," Peiya slowly withdrew from her starting stance, explaining with a nonchalant expression.

Seeing the shock and admiration on Mir's face, she felt incredibly proud.

However, she knew that with her limited cultivation, she could only catch her opponent off guard and was far from being able to defeat the Lich King.

Peya grabbed Mir and ran towards the center of the hall. Before Mir could voice his doubts, she explained, "That idiot thought he had destroyed all my magic circles. Luckily, I had a backup plan and specially engraved a hidden small teleportation circle. Although it's unstable, it should be enough to teleport the two of us out."

"How unstable is it?" Mil suddenly had a bad feeling.

“It could teleport us underground, or it could be to the bottom of a lake, either way is possible.” Peiya placed her hand on the ground and continuously channeled magic into the patterns. Soon, a smaller six-pointed star array lit up.

Mir was speechless for a moment.

If he were teleported underground, his senior sister, whose entire body is made of metal, would definitely survive, but he would be crippled.

But it's still better than staying here.

A flash of white light, and the two figures vanished from the hall in an instant.

A surge of spiritual power swept over, and the Lich King Ubigail swiftly leaped from a collapsed house into the sky. With a flick of her wrist across her chest, her seemingly severe injury vanished instantly.

Sensing the complete disappearance of the two auras, its gaze was almost driven mad by humiliation and indignation. It immediately waved its scepter, and a huge white figure roared and swept in from the depths of the palace.

Roar!
That's an undead dragon!

"I swear, I will imprison your souls in the Soul Crystal and torment them for a thousand years!"

The Lich King stood atop the massive bone dragon, swore a solemn oath, and chose a direction to pursue it.

(End of this chapter)